Blackpool Poems - Poems about Blackpool

London's expensive new bread Hokkaido Milk Loaf they said but for ready sliced a tenth of the price I'll have Blackpool Milk Roll instead!...

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A distant mumble, a muffled drum roll. Seconds on, come the serious decibels. Heavy rumbling with sharp percussions. Squeal of the steel; wheel scraping on the rail. Metal clatter loudens then dies to silence. Spent fares alight and new fares climb aboard. Ting ting. The cream and green is off again, Above it, brief flashes of...

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some other world passed by that night through wet circles on the glass. against the blur of dark and light crowds swarmed and walked en-masse. the storm picked up along South Shore spitting patterns on the screen. the wipers rubbed and squeaked once more leaving fan shapes where they’d been. the lights that danced above the clubs were synced to move like real. they chased...

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Depending on our power, we may be blessed Hallucinations entertained and self confessed Fill our world with wonder and delight Unless our mind is filled with hateful spite Seeing the Golden Light may give us hope Unless we are in Blackpool full of dope Feeling warmth may comfort us at night Unless a cigarette set us alight Hearing soft sweet...

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Blackpool As dark as your depth So is the length of pleasure I feel Still stuck in the midst Here is never ending pleasure Many are stunned by your view How else could I describe your look? Like a swill quenches my thirst So is your tasty sip The entrance through your gates give you joy Your glossy painted walls aid my graceful entry You indeed...

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